Jul. 10th, 2002

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Urgh, I am just cooking right now in my bedroom. The entire world is still and hot and humid. We need rain so very, very badly. Even thinking about how hot I am makes me depressed.

Did my good deed for the week today, though. After I got off work this afternoon I went down to the Red Cross and gave them some of my blood. Why not? After all, blood is warm, the only thing it could've been doing is making me hotter. Somebody else probably needed it way more than me. Plus, I got a grilled cheese sandwich out of the deal. Who could ask for anything more? The lady who did it was great, I was done in 15 minutes, with none of the horrible prodding and digging that idiot at Knox did.

I'm going to go to bed now. My body has been totally whacked out as far as my sleep schedule, I'm hoping that a night with an early bedtime will correct that. Cheerio!
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Well.

This whole "sleep" thing is just not working out the way I had hoped it would, inasmuch as it is now just past 4am and I am not sleeping. QED. In addition, I spent most of the intervening not-sleeping time watching "Medical Detectives" on The Learning Channel, and now every time I glance out the window, I'm convinced someone is out there with a big blunt instrument, waiting to kill me and leave inconspicuous fiber and DNA evidence behind. The tree outside my bedroom window is being especially problematic; it keeps waving at me. I've already had four mild heart attacks and scared Gemma once. She, unlike some of us, is sleeping.

In other learning channel news, I was up at 6am yesterday morning (what is this trend you speak of?) and I decided to flip on the TV, silently, to get some light to read by without actually turning on the lamp. The living room, of course, being the only air conditioned room, and also inhabited by my sleeping roommate. Anyhow, the TV flipped on to Busty Women Exercising. I mocked them silently for a few moments, then got dizzy from their gyrations and turned to TLC. What I found there was very interesting.

Apparently TLC believes (possibly correctly) that the only thing to do with a child who is up at 6 in the morning is to lull them back to sleep as quickly and efficiently as possible, in the interests of maintaining parental sanity. Hence the "Drawing With Crayons" show. The star of the Drawing With Crayons show is a grizzly bearded old guy who would not look out of place sitting outside the grocery store and asking for handouts. His co-star is SCARY PUPPET. You never realize till you watch them with the sound off, how much certain puppets look like they never talk, only laugh maniacally. Brrr.

The big event on today's episode of Drawing With Crayons was apparently drawing with crayons. Grizzly and SCARY PUPPET sat down at (on) a big table shaped like a palette and colored a picture of a girl and a cow. I was expecting this to be like normal shows where we see time-cutaways. Here he's coloring her hair, now he's doing the shirt, now the cow, now it's done. Oh no. That would destroy the artistic integrity of the Drawing With Crayons show. Instead, the camera lovingly caressed every crayon-stroke, every color selection, every movement of SCARY PUPPET's withered mouth. If I were a child, I would've fallen into a coma halfway through. As it was, I knew just what to do. With full knowledge of acting in self-preservation, I grabbed the remote and violently changed the channel! Phew! It was much too close.

Ordinarily, I'd cop out at this point by telling you to go away, I'm tired. But I'm not tired. And I think that's the whole problem.

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